User blog comment:Lathagarr Stormgale of Tronn/By Sword and Quill - RPG/@comment-3094815-20160611064645/@comment-26024035-20160613163937

Smirkin' Dirk Nettle was already waiting by the roadside by the time the Redwallers left their precious stronghold. The spiky-furred shrew hailed them with a wave and a trademark smirk as he stood up from the tree he was leaning against, his paw dropping to rest on the short rapier thrust in his belt as he strode over to join them. "Th' real werld sez halloo again, gennelbeasts! I hopes yew enjoys yore time!"